Monday, January 5, 2009

A Wonderful World

If we'd follow Louie Armstrong's vision in this song, it would be "What a Wonderful World" (written by Bob Thiele and George David Weiss):

I see trees of green........ red roses tooI see em bloom..... for me and for youAnd I think to myself.... what a wonderful world.

I see skies of blue..... clouds of whiteBright blessed days....dark sacred nightsAnd I think to myself .....what a wonderful world.

The colors of a rainbow.....so pretty ..in the skyAre also on the faces.....of people ..going byI see friends shaking hands.....sayin.. how do you doTheyre really sayin......i love you.

I hear babies cry...... I watch them growTheyll learn much more.....than Ill never knowAnd I think to myself .....what a wonderful world

The colors of a rainbow.....so pretty ..in the skyAre there on the faces.....of people ..going byI see friends shaking hands.....sayin.. how do you doTheyre really sayin...*spoken*(I ....love....you).

I hear babies cry...... I watch them grow*spoken*(you know their gonna learnA whole lot more than Ill never know)And I think to myself .....what a wonderful worldYes I think to myself .......what a wonderful world.

Moral of the story is, look at what is around you. Look at God's creation and think how wonderful it is to be alive. Let the burdens of work, or loss of work, burdens of finances, burdens of sickness and death, all the burdens that may weigh you down, let them fall from your shoulders and realize that God can and wants to take them away. If you say "I don't believe in God", just look outside your window. See that mountain, He placed it there so you could see it every day. See that sunset, He painted it just for you. See that thorn bush beside the road, it's blooms cry out His Glory. See those people walking by you in that concrete jungle, they are made in His image. He created this world in a way that it would draw us to Him. It is indeed a "Wonderful World."

2 comments:

When I was young, I did not appreciate the artistry of Louie Armstrong. I hated watching him on the television, wiping the sweat from his face.. A few years ago, I realized the man was a master of his art, and his songs sing in my heart. Still wouldn't want to watch him on TV though.